The heavens trembled, the earth roared, and the balance of the world was forever altered.
The moment Asura's power erupted, a wave of boundless energy swept across the land, stretching far beyond the kingdom's borders. Every warrior, every martial master, and every hidden sect felt the overwhelming pressure. The power was so grand, so incomprehensible, that even those who had lived for centuries could not begin to fathom it.
The Seven Kingdoms Stir
The rulers of the Seven Kingdoms stood frozen, their palaces quaking under the sheer force of the awakening. Those seated on golden thrones, who had never feared anything in their lives, now felt an instinctive terror gripping their hearts.
"What… what is this presence?" the King of the Azure Dragon Empire gasped, his hands trembling. His generals, warriors who had fought in countless wars, knelt in fear, unable to control the shivering of their bodies.
In the distant Crimson Sun Kingdom, an ancient martial sage opened his eyes for the first time in five hundred years, his meditation forcefully broken by the sheer weight of the energy surging through the world.
"A being beyond the heavens has been born," he whispered in awe, his voice laced with both reverence and dread.
The Power That Shattered The Sky
Across the land, mighty sect leaders, grandmasters, and even beings of myth gazed towards the origin of the disturbance. It wasn't just power—it was domination incarnate.
A powerful assassin sect, the Phantom Moon Assassins, immediately dispatched their best spies.
"No one should be allowed to wield such power," their leader muttered. "Find him. Learn about him. And if possible… eliminate him before he becomes untouchable."
Meanwhile, the Holy Temple of Celestial Radiance took a different approach. Their High Priest gathered his disciples and spoke with a voice that carried across his temple's grand halls:
"A divine force walks among mortals. Perhaps… a new god has been born."
Messengers, warriors, and envoys were sent from every kingdom, from every hidden power, each with their own goal—to seek, to destroy, to worship, or to control this newfound absolute being.
The Reclusive Monsters Awaken
Even those who had long abandoned the mortal realm could not ignore this awakening.
In a dark, forbidden valley, an entity wrapped in endless chains stirred for the first time in a thousand years.
"He has come…" it murmured, its voice like a deathly whisper. "The one who will decide the fate of this world."
High atop the Celestial Peak, an immortal swordsman who had severed all ties to worldly affairs opened his eyes. His sword, untouched for eons, hummed in excitement.
"Perhaps it is time to descend from the mountain once more," he mused, staring toward the distant lands where the impossible had just occurred.
Asura Sleeps, The World Moves
Meanwhile, Asura lay unconscious in his mother's embrace, his body overwhelmed by the aftershock of his own power. He had yet to realize that his mere existence had thrown the world into chaos.
Across the Seven Kingdoms, powerful forces gathered, their intentions unknown.
Would they seek him as a savior? Or as a threat to be erased?